Quick Transmigration: The President of Sick Jiao is fond of and flirted with

"You care so much, are you interested in me?"

When Ling Rongge said this, his eyes never moved away from Song Chubai's face, he didn't even want to miss any expression on his face.

"No." Song Chubai shook his head frankly, "I'm just asking."

When he said this, he lowered his head a little, as if he was afraid that Ling Rongge would see something.

The surroundings were quiet, and everything seemed to have entered a state of silence.

Song Chubai waited for a long time but did not wait for Ling Rongge to speak, so he couldn't help but look up at him.

Unexpectedly, he ran into a pair of smiling eyes.

For a moment, Song Chubai even felt that Ling Rongge had seen through him.

Turning his head slightly to avoid Ling Rongge's sight, he coughed lightly and said, "Aren't you leaving?"

"Let's go." Ling Rongge hooked the corner of his mouth, grabbed Song Chubai's wrist actively, and pulled him out.

While walking, the hand that was holding the wrist slipped down little by little, and the cold fingertips just touched the back of Song Chubai's hand.

Song Chubai subconsciously glanced at Ling Rongge, seeing that his expression was the same, thinking that he was just a kind of inertia, so he didn't make a sound to remind him.

He looked at the road, so he also missed the curve of Ling Rongge's mouth.

The fingertips moved down little by little, and before they knew it, they had already touched Song Chubai's fingertips.

The palm wrapped around the back of Song Chubai's hand, and Ling Rongge held his hand in a posture of complete control.

Song Chubai glanced at it, and tried to break free with a little effort.

But Ling Rongge held it tightly, giving him no chance to break free at all.

Song Chubai: ...

Sure enough, it was intentional!

In just a short while, the two had arrived at the stone gambling place closest to the company.

Because it is located in the center of the city, this stone gambling shop is bigger than any place they have been to before.

The classification of rough stones is also more detailed. Unlike other places, in addition to the basic rough stones, there is also a classification of rough stones.

That is the rough stone separated by "expert appraisal".

Although most of the stone betting depends on luck, after so many years of research and development, a new profession - stone betting master has been derived.

The stone gambler is the most test of talent and ability, and only by passing the stone gambler exam can one become a stone gambler.

The stone gambler will judge whether the rough stone can produce jade through his talent and ability. Nowadays, the most powerful stone gambler has a success rate of about 30%.

These stone gamblers generally do not personally select rough stones for interpretation, but cooperate with major groups to select rough stones that they think may be able to extract emeralds.

These rough stones belong to the classification area of ​​"Expert Appraisal".

The probability of getting jadeite from rough stones in this classification area is much higher, and because of this, the price of rough stones here is also much higher.

Ling Rongge brought Song Chubai to this "Expert Appraisal Area".

"Do you want to pick a piece?" Ling Rongge looked at Song Chubai and asked.

Song Chubai shook his head.

Although he has a golden finger, he is actually not very interested in gambling with stones.

Seeing him shaking his head, Ling Rongge sighed regretfully.

"If that's the case, then..."

Song Chubai moved his ears, and looked at Ling Rongge expectantly.

so what?

Singer Ling Rong suddenly exerted force, and because of the pulling force, Song Chubai was forced to slam into his arms.

Ling Rongge held Song Chubai's hand with his left hand, and wrapped his right hand around Song Chubai's waist, with a deeper smile on his lips.

"Then let's go."

He finished what he hadn't said just now.

Song Chubai's eyes widened, "What?"

Walk?Leave without betting?

This is not like Ling Rongge.

He couldn't help reaching out and touching Ling Rongge's forehead, "I don't have a fever."

Why did you start talking nonsense?

"Well, I'm not sick." Ling Rongge echoed Song Chubai's words.

"You're so weird today." Song Chubai looked Ling Rongge up and down, "It's you who said you came, and you who said you left."

Ling Rongge also felt that he was very strange, he should obviously gamble with stones now, to enjoy the excitement and revelry brought by gambling.

But now he's here saying stupid things about leaving, it's not like him at all.

Ling Rongge pursed his lips tightly, but his body couldn't move a bit.

Inexplicably, Song Chubai's grievance and pitiful accusation in the office just now appeared in his mind.

He couldn't help but ask himself, is gambling really that important?

At this stage, Ling Rongge couldn't find the answer, but he didn't want to gamble for the time being.

Ling Rongge, who was inexplicably irritable in his heart, couldn't help but turn into a bad tone, "Let's go?"

"Let's go." Song Chubai chuckled.

Although Ling Rongge is weird, it's best not to gamble.

"So happy?" Ling Rongge raised his eyebrows, and the irritability that was hovering in his heart just now seemed to have faded a bit.

Song Chubai smiled more presumptuously, "Of course I'm happy."

"I'm very happy if you don't bet."

Doesn't not gambling mean that his treatment is effective?

Although he didn't seem to be treating it much, but... it's good if it works!

Before Ling Rongge could leave by himself, Song Chubai had already pushed him out.

"Let's go, let me treat you to a big meal."

"After the big meal, we still have reserved activities!"

Song Chubai's excited voice made Ling Rongge's Adam's apple roll.

Keep an event?What will it be?

A strange sense of anticipation surged in my heart.Then, he gave a soft "hmm".

When the two walked out of the gate, Ling Rongge glanced back, the tall gambling gate was like some kind of huge abyss mouth, devouring the desires of the people who entered the gate.

Greed is terrible, despair is terrible.

Fortunately, Song Chubai gave him a hand.

"What are you looking at?"

Song Chubai's voice rang in his ears.

Ling Rongge looked away, shook his head, "It's nothing."

It's nothing, he seems to have come out of the gambling madness.

"Let's go." He took the initiative to hold Song Chubai's hand, with a rare gentle smile on his lips.

Song Chubai looked at the hands held by the two of them, and faintly felt that something was different about Ling Rongge.

He couldn't say exactly what was different, but it wasn't a bad change anyway.

Thinking of this, Song Chubai chuckled, deliberately approached Ling Rongge, stood on tiptoe, almost approaching Ling Rongge's ear, and whispered: "I promise that tonight's reserved items will be tense and exciting, you must Will fall in love!"

Ling Rongge was silent for a second, and the eyes looking at Song Chubai were also tinged with darkness.

Nervous and exciting but also let him fall in love with the reserved items?

Then he was really... looking forward to it.

He imitated Song Chubai's appearance, and moved closer. His eyes could see his pink and tender earlobe. Under the sun, there was a touch of transparent powder, as if it only existed in legends. The pink emerald made him lower his head.

I want to get closer, so this lip...